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Bloodsongs Issue 3
Seeing that Nick Leaning, the editor of Australian Realms, was kind enough to send Bloodsongs a free copy of said magazine, I thought I’d have a go at reviewing it, which should be interesting as my R.P.G. experience consists solely of a few sessions of Call of Cthulhu and Kult (which I quit after three or four sessions as it was beginning to bore me shitless). Enough about the reviewer and onto the magazine in question. As far as I know (and I’m not all that knowledgeable here) Australian Realms is the only mass distributed magazine produced in Australia which specialises in Role Playing Games. After having a quick flip through the thing, and even reading quite a bit of it mind you, AK comes across as a nicely laid-out, well put together magazine, whose subject matter (most of the time) made about as much sense to me as the Japanese instructions that come with a lot of VCRs, or the technical specifications manual for my modem. They all seem to know what they’re talking about … even if I don’t, which I suppose is what this really is all about. If you’re into R.P.G.s you most likely already know about AR and no doubt subscribe (if you don’t, do so), if you’re not, then no doubt this magazine will make about as much sense to you as it did to me. Nuff said. D.K.D. Kadavar
Dark Angel, #11 Steve Proposch threw this one at me, when I last visited the Bloodsongs offices, and said, “Here ya go, they wannus to review it.” Fine, I thought. This is gonna be fun. Nice black cover, title in evil font, with mohawked geek staring at me, with an expression as gloomy as if someone told him that he had to attend a Jehovah’s Witness Convention … yecchh!! My knowledge of the “gothic, industrial and electronic directions” as described on the sub-title blurb of this creation is slightly more substantial (but not much) than my knowledge of R.P.G/s. But at least this one looked a lot more evil than Australian Realms. And the subject matter in Dark Angel is of interest to me, since I do like a lot of the gothic/industrial music that I’ve heard. Shit, it aint quite Sepultura or Black Sabbath but it still kicks arse. So before going into the reading of it proper-like, I figured I’d have a quick flip through, just to get an idea of what I werz in for. Lo and Behold, tie me to a tree and fuck me with a carrot up the arse! More dark evil fonts, the editors and many of the other characters infesting the pages of this errr … propaedeutical (look that up!) taking on daemonic-sounding (gothic?) monikers (which is fine by me), and pics of a bunch of dudes that look even more depressed than the geek on the cover. I like it already and I haven’t even read the fucker yet. So, I starts to read. And read. And read. And then read some more. Then I finally finished the thing. Alright! Even if the layout is somewhat sloppy in places, I really liked what I read. Lots of insanely depressed pasty faces with bad haircuts wallowing about their angst, Satanists elucidating on the virtues of their religion (I’m of the satanic bent myself so “shemhamforash dudes!”), heaps of write-ups and interviews with various bands, some of which even sounded intelligent (won’t say which ones, as I wouldn’t wanna offend anyone would I?). So, to start another paragraph with the word “so”, just go out and buy the fucker. D.K.D. Kadavar |
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